As soon as Karen Daly was pushed into the cold storage, she felt a piercing coldness, which made her tremble with cold.
The heavy door was slammed shut, and the surroundings were dead silent.
Karen Daly tore off the blindfold covering her eyes first, but there was no light in the ice storage. It was so dark that she could not see at all.
With her memory, Karen Daly slowly groped back to the door of the ice storage. She touched it and touched the doorknob.
She pulled it, but the thick door didn't respond at all. She couldn't open it at all.
It didn't work once, and she pulled it several times, but still couldn't open it. The door must have been locked from outside.
She had tried hard for a long time, but it was of no use at all. She retracted her hand in disappointment.
